"I don't want to cum yet. I want to enjoy all of you." He panted, trying to catch his breath. He leaned forward and pulled her up onto his lap.
She straddled him, feeling his firmness pushing into her soaking wet, white panties. He pulled her body in tight against his chest, snaking his hand between them so he could play with her tit as he kissed her with more passion and need than she was expecting. His lips roamed to her neck, kissing, sucking and biting her flesh as his fingers pinched her hard, aching nipples. Gently he lowered her down to the side of him, laying her on her back on the couch. He hooked his fingers on the waistband of her panties and tugged as she pushed up on her heels, lifting her bottom off the couch to help him. One leg at a time he peeled the panties off like he was opening the most amazing gift.
He was on his knees between her legs, looking down at her body like it was some treasure and he couldn't believe his eyes. Shelly watched him looking at her. Naked, poised between her legs, ready to fuck her. He looked older, she noticed his wrinkles, his grey hair, his oversized stomach and his smallish cock that pointed straight at her. Her mind screamed at her that this was wrong, it was sick and dirty. Her pussy tightened and dripped in anticipation. Daddy let his hands glide down her legs from her knees to her thighs, inward toward her ravenous slit.
His fingers dragged up and down her labia in a disgustingly tantalizing way as he slowly inched his way between the puffy lips, teasing her just as she had teased him. His eyes continued to drink in her body, fascinated by her young, firm beauty and knowing that she was all his for the taking. His fingers found her hole and circled around it as his thumb pressed down onto her clit. Her hips pushed up, begging for more as a quiet moan escaped her lips. He pushed two fingers painfully slowly inside her, slipping in easily as her lubrication flowed.
Fully inside her, he wiggled his fingers, sending waves of pleasure up through her. He curled his fingers upward finding her g-spot and rubbing in small short circles. Shelly gasped and panted. "Daddy. Oh God, right there Daddy." She begged, her hips pushing up as her muscles tightened from the pure pleasure that rushed through her blood out her every limb and culminating into a wet, squishy heat in her groin. Pleading with him, saying it out loud, calling him Daddy while she begged, sent electric shocks of dirty satisfaction through her, pushing her to the brink of no return.
Daddy stopped, pulling his fingers out of her dripping pussy just as she let out her first scream. She whimpered, writhing her hips around desperately as she was so near cumming it hurt. "Tell me you want it, Sweetie. Tell Daddy how much you need him to make you cum. I need to hear it." He breathed, bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking her taste from them.
Shelly looked at him, totally in shock as she heard the words come out of her mouth. "Daddy I want you. I need you to help me cum, Daddy please." In a flash his fingers were back inside her, massaging her g-spot and clit simultaneously, bringing her instantly back to the edge of delight. The heat filled her body as his fingers filled her, working their magic inside her. "Yes! Daddy!" She cried out, gyrating her hips with his hand. He pumped his hand breaking her seal, making her scream and her entire body shake uncontrollably.
She screamed and panted, swore and writhed around at a pleasure more intense than she'd ever felt before. She felt it from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her curled toes and to the top of her head, tingling, mind blowing electricity. She felt her cum spray out of her, she barely registered the momentary fear that she was peeing before she realized it was cum from her orgasm. Daddy was watching his hand between her legs as the spray drenched him, leaking down his wrist and soaking the creamy couch cushion. "That's it Baby Girl, that's it, cum for Daddy." He coaxed, still pumping his hand and rubbing her clit vigorously.
He waited until she was finished, her muscles unclenched and her pussy finished throbbing before he pulled his sopping wet hand out of her. He wiped her creamy, clear cum on his cock then crawled up into place, laying his body on hers, his large stomach pushing down on her even as he tried to hold his weight up. Shelly was so wet he slipped quickly and easily inside her. She could feel his small girth widening as he pushed in deeper. This was it, she closed her eyes as his lips came down on hers, he was fucking her, Daddy was really inside her now.
His movements were awkward and clumsy compared to Steve's. Steve's thrusts had been fluid and graceful where Daddy's were jerky and lumbering. Shelly wrapped her arms around his neck, thankful she'd already cum as he began to pump his cock into her in small movements that made him breath heavily. She could feel the sweat building on his body, she opened her eyes and saw her sweet Daddy's face hovering over hers, contorted with his efforts as he pumped his hips.
"Oh God, Baby Girl, you're so tight. You feel so good." He growled, gasping for air. "I won't last long." He puffed.
Suddenly Shelly wanted this over with more than she'd ever wanted anything else. She couldn't watch Daddy's contorted face any longer and the feeling of him pushing and pulling his prick in and out of her was going to make her sick. She couldn't do it, she wasn't even sure what had come over her in the first place. She needed out from under him, now. She couldn't breathe and she was on the verge of panic. Not willing to hurt his feelings, she swallowed the big lump in her throat and thrust her hips up, tightening her kegels around him and wrapping her legs around his wide ass so she could thrust into him.
Daddy groaned loud and deep, a guttural growl that almost scared her as she used all her strength to milk the cum from his cock. She could feel him throbbing and pushing his seed into her as his back went rigid, holding himself deep inside her. His groan stopped, his body spasmed twice before going limp on top of her. His sweat covered her as his penis shrunk and fell out of her hole. Shelly held her breath, unable to breathe under his weight and trying her best not to vomit until she couldn't take it any longer. She tapped his shoulder "Daddy. I need to use the bathroom." She squeaked with lack of air.
"Baby Girl, you're still on the pill, right?" He huffed in response but slowly started to push himself up off her. She nodded, unable to speak as he lifted himself to all fours, still over top of her. She couldn't wait, she kicked her legs out between his arm and leg then pushed herself up, pushing him back at the same time. She bolted up and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut and making it to the toilet just in time as her body revolted and pushed out a stream of liquid vile. She gagged and retched violently over the toilet, trying her best to be quiet, hoping Daddy wouldn't hear her.
When Shelly finally finished and was able to stand again, she cleaned herself up, washing her face and hands before washing her pussy and thighs, doing her best to wash away all of Daddy's cum. She finished by brushing her teeth then heading into her room to put on a pair of sweats and a baggy t-shirt. When she got back to the living room she found Daddy still naked sound asleep sitting up on the couch. Right next to him was the evidence of what they'd done there in the form of a large wet and slightly crusty stain. Shelly picked up her discarded panties and shirt, shrugged and decided to leave the stain for her dad to worry about.
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Shelly pulled all the items from the fridge that she'd need to make herself a nice big sandwich. It was nearly noon on a Saturday and she was starving, ready to jump into a nice big lunch. She could hear the television playing in the living room, just out of sight of the kitchen, where Mom and Dad were camped out, watching some silly program she had no interest in. She'd said good morning to them both as she'd walked by and gotten a grunt from each in return.
It had been over a week since her encounter with Daddy and that had been the last time they'd been alone together. Shelly squirmed from just thinking about it. It still made her sick and she'd vomited more than once, remembering Daddy fucking her but still she couldn't stop her body from wanting it again. She felt more conflicted than should be possible. Judging from the way Dad had acted all week, he was just as conflicted as she was. He'd made sure he wasn't alone in the house with her. At times she'd catch him blushing just from being in the same room with her, other times she'd see him eyeing her like a ravenous wolf eyes his prey. It all made her uncomfortable and very wet.
